So after suffering through my exams yesterday while being sick, I get home to a note on the door, and an Incredible Hulk party hat. I was instructed to put on the hat and knock on the door for a "special greeting". I open the door, and to my suprise, Tom and one of my roommates decorated the house for a congrats for being done with college, full with streamers, balloons, and cake. Below are some of the pix.
This is me sick, in the rain, at the front door
This is what I came home to.
This is me, sick, in shock of everything.
The delicious cake they made.
My amazing boyfriend and I. How I love him so.
After our little celebration, I came upstairs and slept the whole day, and went to bed at 8pm for the night. Today I went to work, just to be sent home because I was still a bit sick. I called my grandmother, and found her crying because my father's been very sick. I called him up, and I think Tom and I are going back down there next weekend to spend some time with him. I've never been one of great faith, but if everyone who reads this, please put some good thoughts, prayers, whatever for my father and his health.
Tom's father is coming up this weekend, and we will be spending some time with him. I'm a bit nervous, because I want to make a good impression. As for that, we might go to a movie this afternoon.